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Generative
we teach the AI how we scream feed it all our voices alone release all our agony our grief our childhood trauma buried fears our compressed nightmares absorbed into passive microphones into the nightit runs iterations so fast it echoes back Our grunts our exhalations distorted an angelic choir united strange harmony
Written during a Red Sky Session with Apples and Snakes, this was a response to a music loop by Bellatix.
Red Ink: Elizabeth McGeown
This is a series where I interview poets about their process in regards to a single poem. Today we have the fantastic Elizabeth McGeown, who I have been lucky enough to meet at various poetry nights over zoom in the last year.
Journal entry
Dawn Ritual
I spin each morning from dream silk
allow soft light to pour in a torrent
from my ears out into the aether.
Pixels
Red Ink: Ankh Spice
This is a series where I interview poets about their process in regards to a single poem. Today I am honoured to have the incredible Ankh Spice, whose poetry I have enjoyed for a long time on Twitter. Here, he talks about his love poem New Cloth.
March 2021 Recommended
This is a bit late because of Easter. Spring is in the air, the tulips have taken over from the daffodils and freedom feels tantalisingly close.
Count Down to Infinity
I'm working front desk at the Hilbert Hotel.
A queue of guests stretches to the horizon,
each person sighing, waiting to check out.
Some leave but the number never goes down.
No matter how quickly I work, more remain.
The amount of disgruntled guests is infinite.
The Date
After Kay Ryan
Clarity
